I miss writing as Summer! The sequel is upp, hope you enjoy this like you did with The Key To A Broken Heart! AHH! Anyway, please, please review! I've become addicted to twitter, I have almost 4,500 tweets...

Dougie: I've missed reading about Summer...

Harry: *whispers* More like snogging her...

Me: That reminds me, if you haven't read The Key To A Broken Heart, please do 'cause otherwise you'll be like -_- reading this story!

Danny: Seriously, you will.

Summer.

What is love? Love is something that sparks between two people, you're heart can't be in two places at once, but your heart can belong to someone else.

Charlotte, Cassie, Veronica and I smiled as our boyfriends (but in Charlotte's case, husband) made their way on the Brit Award's stage. They had won the Band Of The Year, they deversed it, they've been working their rockstar asses off.

"I can't believe you won" Charlotte kissed Danny's cheek; I made a gagging face and opened my window, pretending to be stick.

"Very funny Sum" Danny said, laughing.

"What? Its alittle weird still you know" I shrugged and looked at the award and started to laugh.

"Sum, do you remember when we went last year and we were at the front, in the crowd when that man threw his Brit Award in the audience?" Charlie laughed.

I burst out laughing at the memory "How can I forget?" Dougie started laughing, this story never gets old "It hit me on the blooming head, you put it in your pocket and then there was like a crowd search going on"

"Yeah, what did you do with that award?" Harry asked his around Cassie.

Veronica giggled "I gave it to my mum and wrote on it"

"Yeah, she put Britain's Greatest Mother on it" Cassie laughed.

I yawned; I had been at the recording studio up until 5 o'clock. I knew I had forgotten something; I was recording for my first album. I had written all the songs; with help from my brother, Dougie, basically everyone in this car (Tom has a pretty big car) and James (Bourne).

"Somebody needs to go to bed early" Danny smiled at me.

"I'm not 4 anymore brother" I smirked at him, trying my best not to yawn my head off.

"All because you can drink four glasses of wine in one night, doesn't mean you can still act like one" Danny said, he was alittle drunk right now so he was confusing us all with his words.

"Says the person who can't say something without dooming us to confusion" I sniggered at him.

He crossed his arms and leaned back in a childish manor; it was like when he used to fight over something small when we were 13.

"Danny, stop being childish" Tom said from the front seat, I laughed as Danny shot up, wondering how on earth Tom can see him "Danny, I can see you in the mirror" Tom chuckled.

"I knew that" Danny huffed as the car stopped at Tom's house. We always came here and had a glass or two. Dougie always seemed to be addicted to Tom's new Xbox kinect as he ran over to it immediately.

"So where are going to kept this rest award?" Harry asked, holding the Brit Award in his hand and holding onto Cassie's hand with the other.

"Where did the last award we won go to?" Tom asked as Veronica made her way into the kitchen.

"Meee!" Danny shouted, he too was in the lounge with Dougie who were about to play a game of boxing on the kinect.

"It's staying with Doug and Sum then!" Harry smiled, this how the awards worked. In age order, Tom, Harry, Danny and last but not least Dougie.

It was another amazing night at Tom's. His and Veronica's cooking was always amazing, they cooked us all a lovely cottage pie. The night ended in laughter and taking a taxi ride home, I never thought that my life that I was enjoying was going to change, drastically.

It's a little bit funny
this feeling inside
I'm not one of those who can easily hide
I don't have much money
but boy if I did
I'd buy a big house where
we both could live

So excuse me forgetting
but these things I do
see I've forgotten if
they're green or they're blue
anyway the thing is
what I really mean
yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen

And you can tell everybody,
this is your song
It may be quite simple but
now that is done
I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind
that I put down in words
how wonderful life is now your in the world

If I was a sculptor
but then again no
or girl who makes potions in a travelling show
I know it's not much but
it's the best I can do
My gift is my song and
this one's for you

And you can tell everybody
this is your song
It may be quite simple but
now that is done
I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind
that I put down in words
how wonderful life is now your in the world